a dichotomous certainty
Sit with your beliefs and refuse to examine this.
Look away and ignore as you have been told to do throughout your life. No shame, No blame here.
But, reality can also be unkind, proceed with caution.
There is zero reason to ever assume there is true independence, while you sit and ponder this, know that i'm not writing this for you. This was never a me/you scenario, none of it. Our divisions across space/time is the great divider and that shit is everywhere.
There is no creator outside of this, the you character is the dichotomy of creator/creation. No independent creator of this reality (or any other imagined reality) exists or could exist.
We (the royal we, including objects) are the drama swirling among peace (the still center as objects). If you turn any object inside out, you will ultimately return to where you started, which is everywhere.
We refuse kings, oligarchs, furors (individual rulers) etc., because this is so.
Through all our personal belief's and subjugation's there is the reflective nature of being, we simply do not exists without this dichotomy. You, your personhood, is influenced by and influencing the other, always. There is no outside, to go to, that isn't respective of an inside.
This nature transcends any individual thing we imagine and/or conceptualize as independent, including science, philosophy, art, technology, etc. We don't just breath, we are breathed.
From the moment you were born, until your death, this duality has never changed, not even slightly. If it could, you wouldn't be here to notice.